395 The memories taken away, merged into one, the reminder of the crown

395 The memories taken away, merged into one, the reminder of the crown

The two stared at the pensieve and the memory in the bottle. They were silent for a few seconds.

"Is it possible that this was specially prepared for me?"

Karan muttered inexplicably.

It's hard for him not to think like this - only the manifestation spell cast by the elder wand can allow the intruder to discover the clues of Antioch's footprints, and in addition, Callan finally became the so-called excellent person in Antioch's mouth. Descendants of... The elder wand first hidden by Callan and later revealed to Antioch was most likely one of the reasons.

"Then could this be a trap...a ​​trap specifically targeted at me."

Karan whispered to himself again.

Aberforth turned to look at Kahlan.

"Don't forget," he said, "that you are not the only one who can wield the Elder Wand, but also Antiochus Admiral himself."

Karan asked doubtfully: "You mean this might have been prepared by Antioch for himself? But why would he do this?"

"Could it be...that there are other flaws in his way of immortality? That's why he uses this method to remind himself of his recent rebirth?"

Time passed by, and both of these guesses seemed to be reasonable, but the guesses were just guesses. Without checking it out for themselves, they would never know what exactly was left in this memory.

But now that the two of them are under the protection of the Patron Saint, they cannot stay behind the curtain for too long, otherwise they will both die here once the Patron Saint's magic power is no longer maintained.

In order to avoid any accidents when checking the memory, Karan first put the small bottle of memory into his pocket.

As for the larger pensieve - its base is firmly glued to the stone platform and cannot be separated no matter what.

"just forget it."

Karan noticed something was wrong with Aberforth's face. He was obviously much more nervous than when he first came in, and he seemed to be almost unable to hold on.

"Anyway, there is another pensieve in the principal's office at Hogwarts."

After making the decision, the two walked along the passage they came from and walked outside Antioch's former residence. As soon as Karan climbed out of the yew tree's mouth, he noticed that its grin turned into a sad look. It was not until Karan pulled out the last leg that he regained his smile.

It seems that the expression of the yew tree will change after someone enters the tree hole.

"It's really strange." Karan said with a strange expression.

Aberforth shook his head and said: "There is nothing strange here."

The two returned the same way they came, carrying Ravenclaw's diadem and the vial of memory. On the way, they encountered the unicorn's bones again. The sand it had eaten had now buried its lower body, but it But he still didn't stop eating, as if he would eat until all of his body was buried before he would stop.

Karan couldn't help but look at the sand and gravel under his feet. He didn't know how many corpses similar to this unicorn were buried there.

They are walking on white bones, walking in this world full of death and danger.

"Where is Andros?"

Karan looked around and asked curiously: "And why did he help us just now?"

Aberforth walked very quickly, and he said with the same confusion: "Albus and I don't know what Andros usually does, but we did have a guess that it might be related to the patron saint in us. .”

"After all, he summoned a giant-sized patron saint, which is unique. The patron saints of other people may make Andros feel close to him, but it's not necessarily true."

The specific facts can only be left to be explored later. Aberforth has become much older than the last time he came here. He struggled to maintain the remaining magic power, and even spent the last part of his journey in It was completed with Karan’s help.

Finally, the two of them returned to the constantly stirring curtain. Karan turned around and looked at the white mist around him. He said, "Maybe I should prepare a broomstick in advance when I come here again."

Aberforth had already guessed that Karan had no intention of passing through the curtain just once, and the powerful Patronus Spell was enough to ensure Karan's safety.

But he immediately warned: "Don't do this. The danger does not only come from the ground, but wherever the white mist is filled, there are countless threats hidden."

As if to confirm Aberforth's words, the white mist above the two men's heads spread inexplicably, and they quickly looked up.

A huge fire dragon skeleton flew slowly through the air. Karan could clearly see that the unicorn skeleton he had met before was being held in the mouth of the fire dragon. The bones were full of cracks.

"I see."

Karan was determined not to use the broomstick here, he didn't want to become corpse food.

Then the two of them walked to the curtain and passed through it one by one.

Their bodies disappeared into this world of deathly silence and returned to the Death Hall of the Department of Mysteries.

The three people under the invisibility cloak all noticed Aberforth's strangeness. Harry quickly supported him. After receiving Karan's nod, he asked with some expectation: "Have you met my parents?" Yet?"

Karan and Aberforth looked at each other silently, then he shook his head and concealed: "No, Harry. Aberforth said it a long time ago, it was just your illusion."

The previous visions he encountered were too cruel, and Callan was unwilling to recount the experience of Lily and Snape being killed again.

Harry lowered his head in despair, but Aberforth did not expose the lie. He raised his hand with difficulty and summoned Fawkes.

"It's time for us to get out of here - by the way, no one else has been to the Death Hall during our absence?"

Ron was comforting the frustrated Harry when Hermione said, "No, no one has been here, and we haven't seen the Silent Man from the Department of Mysteries."

The infiltration was so successful that Hermione found it surprising. The Ministry of Magic had long been under the control of Voldemort, but they did not encounter any threats.

"Perhaps this is what the mysterious man wants."

Karan thought about it and said: "Or maybe it was Haierbo's deliberate arrangement. No matter how powerful the Horcrux is, it seems that it can't resist the danger behind the curtain, so Haierbo will not let anyone approach the Death Hall, so as not to Give him a threat."

Another guess that he didn't know whether it was true or not. Aberforth didn't give Karan time to continue thinking about it. He urged: "Okay, didn't Albus say it all? Perhaps what we have to face next is just... The mysterious man is left, and he will solve Haierbo's problem by himself."

"Now that everyone is surrounding Fox, we have to hurry up and leave and find a place where Karan can use the crown with peace of mind."

"Do you have any suggestions?" He looked at a few people and asked.

The trio shook their heads in unison. Neither the Burrow nor the homes of Harry's adoptive father and uncles could guarantee sufficient security. Those places were most likely under surveillance by Death Eaters.

Aberforth frowned: "But we can't go back to Godric's Hollow, it's just as dangerous there... Forget it, I know where we should go."

Several people looked at him doubtfully, and Aberforth seemed reluctant to mention the other person's name: "Ephias Dorje, he is an old fool, but absolutely reliable, and he admires my respectable brother very much."

"Come on, let's go to the Pig's Head Bar."

After Aberforth made his decision, a large ball of flames immediately emerged from Fox's body, surrounding all of them.

Gradually, Karan opened his eyes again.

A few people were in a small guest room. Aberforth stretched out his finger to make a shushing gesture. They stayed quietly for a while. The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and night was coming quietly.

After a while, Callan heard slow footsteps coming from the stairs. Aberforth walked to the door and gently pushed the door open.

The old Effias Dorje was stunned - he was an old man wearing a Turkish hat, and the white hair on his head was fluffy, making him look like an old dandelion.

"Aberforth, you..." Ephias's surprised words were interrupted by Aberforth: "Are there any customers in the bar now?"

Elphias shook his head: "Those annoying and domineering Death Eaters don't let guests stay too late, and now there is a curfew in Hogsmeade - am I reading that right?"

He suddenly rubbed his eyes vigorously and took a breath of air.

"Is that Harry? Harry Snape, the savior?"

He suddenly became nervous and happy, and hurriedly came over and shook hands with Harry vigorously, followed by Hermione and Ron, and even the youngest Callan was not left behind.

"A homeless kid."

Ephias naturally misunderstood what happened to Karan. He turned to look at Aberforth and said: "Help the savior and his friends - I saw you right, Aberforth, and your brother. Like Albus, you are also a man full of justice."

Aberforth looked very impatient: "Don't always compare me with my brother."

His tone paused, and then he said: "But I am indeed helping them, and now we need your help too."

Ephias agreed wholeheartedly, and he said happily: "Do you want to eat something? I have been looking forward to this day - the savior returns to Hogwarts, we are all waiting for you, everyone is here Wait for you."

Harry became a little silent inexplicably. He could not bear so many expectations, especially when he thought that he had not helped much - there were still a lot of Horcruxes left, and the crown he had finally obtained was also Only Karan knew the incantation.

He hid the loss and guilt in his heart, but did not hide it from Karan's eyes.

But even Karan couldn't say anything to comfort him at this time. He still needs to make a decision after using the crown.

Before that, he needed to take a good rest. The Patronus Charm consumed too much magic power.Although he was still able to forcibly cast the spell to activate the crown at this time, this time, he would not have time to lie in bed and rest.

He must seize every opportunity - before Voldemort completely eliminates Herbo's influence.

At the same time, in an equally dark mansion.

Voldemort sat on the sofa chair. Now he was no longer as weak as when he just left Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he had the strength to sit up.

But on his pale face, densely packed tiny scales were constantly surging, and the red light in his eyes became more and more intense.

"You can't stop me, Herbo."

He said coldly, trying his best to resist the severe pain from his soul and the invasion of another personality.

"No one can stop me...no one!"

Voldemort suddenly roared loudly, and the huge half snakewood trunk floated straight up and stood in front of him.

At the bottom of the tree trunk, Bellatrix huddled on the floor with a painful expression. The rioting Obscurus brought her immense torture.

She begged bitterly: "Master...save me, Master."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red light in his eyes turned into a suture.

"Of course, Bella."

He said in a measured tone: "After you have made such a huge contribution, I will save you and reward you."

Bellatrix's expression suddenly became fanatical and excited: "Thank you, Master, thank you..."

Voldemort waved his hand to interrupt Bellatrix's thanks. He carefully stared at the black hair emerging from the other party's body, and his eyes narrowed again.

"But, I discovered something interesting."

Voldemort turned and said: "The trunk of this half of the snake tree is dead, which means it is of no use to me."

The expression on Bellatrix's face was stunned, and her heart became faintly uneasy - she finally messed up the Dark Lord's plan, and all her previous hiding and ambush efforts were in vain.

"Don't worry, Bella."

Voldemort's tone suddenly became softer, containing strong confusion.

But his eyes were still cold.

"You still have a chance to make amends."

Voldemort stretched his slender fingers towards Bellatrix's face and straightened a stray hair on her forehead.

The intimate contact brought great comfort to Bellatrix, and she almost cried with excitement.

"What do you want, Master?" she asked frantically.

Voldemort slowly put his head to Bellatrix's ear, and he said softly: "I need the Obscurus in you."

"Become one with me, Bella."

"This is my reward for you."

Bellatrix was stunned for several seconds. She knew exactly what this meant, but she could not refuse this fatal temptation no matter what.

From the very beginning, she was madly infatuated with Voldemort.

She tried her best to suppress her inner excitement, raised the wand with trembling palms, and pointed the tip of the wand at her chest.

"My pleasure...Master."

After a burst of green dazzling light, Bellatrix's body fell limply, and a black, chaotic mist emerged from her body.

Voldemort squandered the last bit of mana in his body. He trapped the mass of silence and sent it bit by bit towards the withered torso.

As Obscurus disappeared bit by bit, this half of the trunk seemed to come to life again, sprouting little by little.

Voldemort stood up with difficulty. Now he was back to an extremely weak state again, and he had to resist the attack of Herbo at all times.

Now that he has long been unable to cast any extra spells, even a life-killing curse that has been used countless times cannot be used.

He stepped on Bellatrix's arm indifferently, and bit by bit got into the crack in the snakewood's torso.

The trap of the Horcrux had already caused him to lose the last trace of his humanity.

From the moment he was affected by Haierbo, he no longer completely trusted anyone.

"No one can stop me..."

Voldemort closed his eyes, and he slowly fell into a deep sleep, still murmuring in a low voice:

"nobody......."

Not long after Voldemort fell asleep, Karan finally rested in the Pig's Head Bar.

He pushed the empty plate in front of him away, and after taking another sip of pumpkin juice, he nodded to Aberforth, who was glancing at him.

Aberforth immediately pushed the plate away. He pretended to say to Ephias: "It seems that you run the Pig's Head Bar well. Can you show me around? I originally planned to run this inn myself. .”

"Oh, oh, of course, no problem." Ephias wiped his mouth and said, he looked at the other people: "Do you want to come with me too?"

"They'll forget it."

Aberforth forcibly pulled Effias Dorje away: "They are still just children, not adults. They should stay away from Firewhiskey."

"Not an adult?" Ephias's voice sounded farther and farther away: "But I remember that Harry should be an adult, right?"

"You are wrong." Aberforth immediately retorted: "The Daily Prophet only writes nonsense and never publishes the real facts."

The two gradually disappeared at the lower end of the stairs.

Hermione, who was still sitting at the table, suddenly became energetic: "You plan to start using the diadem, right?"

For an alchemy enthusiast like her, this was an experience she couldn't refuse.

Karan nodded slightly and showed his pocket. The crown was inside.

He had already agreed with Aberforth that it would be better not to let too many people know about the crown, so as not to increase the risk of exposure - so Aberforth deliberately kept Ephias Dorje away.

Hermione quickly slapped Ron several times, who was still eating the sandwich. He was so angry that he simply took the plate to the guest room.

Harry stared at Karan who was observing the crown, and he suddenly said: "I remember that the use of the crown comes with a price, so let me ask."

However, Karan shook his head and rejected Harry's kindness.

In the experience of resurrecting Mr. Anthony, perhaps because he was a Muggle, and because Callan made a wish that could not be fulfilled, he was not punished.

But this time, Karan thought of more.

The horror of Antioch made Callan have to be vigilant.

Perhaps the real reason lies with Karan himself.

Now, he needs to figure that out.

Under the inquiring or curious gazes of the three people, Karan placed the crown on a table, then took out his wand and stared at the crown solemnly.

The mirror on the ceiling suddenly said: "Are you performing some evil ritual, children?"

Karan was silent for a while.

"Maybe so," he said.

The extremely complicated process of casting the spell began. Karan followed the memory in his mind and drew the eagle image formed by the stairs of Hogwarts bit by bit.

The whole process was silent, but there was a tense atmosphere everywhere in the room. The trio could clearly see the cold sweat continuously breaking out from Karan's forehead.

Finally, the tip of the staff pointed at the top of the eagle's head.

Karan recited the incantation that was engraved on the crown.

"Extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest wealth of human beings."

The crown suddenly began to change, turning into a ball of brilliant light.

Karan puts the light on his head.

The trio all held their breath, not daring to make even a sound.

It didn't take long for them to watch Karan's body suddenly experience a violent spasm, and cold sweat continued to break out from his body like he was dying.

The three of them were neither moving nor moving, and they didn't know whether to interrupt Karan's use.

[Since I am the one who brings the hope of ending the war in the prophecy, it is better for me to ask the crown myself what this so-called hope is. 】

This was the question Karan decided to ask at the beginning, but none of the three people expected that the price of using the crown would be so heavy - the scene they saw with their own eyes was far more shocking than the past described by Aberforth.

Fortunately, the worrying time did not last long.

The light on the crown faded little by little, and Karan collapsed weakly on the floor. Ron, who had quick eyes and quick hands, quickly supported him on the pillar.

"You don't look good right now."

Ron felt that Karan was like a mollusk, with no bones in his body and no strength to support his body.

But Karan still tried to raise his eyelids. He looked at Harry who looked worried, his tone seemed extremely weak, but there was light in his eyes.

He asked two questions that left Harry completely confused.

"Do you know the Marauder's Map?"

"What about the double-sided mirror?"